Of This Great Voiceless Love

Of this great voiceless love of mine for you There is no word to your heart out of mine That may go winging through the whispering night.

Look only then for laughter in my letters As I from day to day The Fool rehearse. And if one blushing phrase too boldly written Inscribes too fervently that I am yours, Believe it only penmanship and style, Or the careless informality of friends.